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What tastes better than it smells?
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate, yet I have my own style of music. What am I?
You went into the woods and got me. You sat down to seek me. You brought me home because you couldn't find me.
No legs have I to dance, no lungs have I to breathe. No life have I to live or die, and yet I do all three. What am I?
What kind of cheese is made backwards?
What language does a billboard speak?